Professional mom seeking clarity, balance and a well deserved glass of wine.

Mean Girls

Fucking Ho!

She’s Fat!

Two lovely sentiments sent to a variety of high school students, via Snap Chat, about 14 Going on 40. Brutal words attached to a selfie (with my daughter in the background) by a lovely 14-year old girl who doesn’t even know her.

What’s the harm, right?! Doesn’t a Snap Chat disappear in, like, 10 seconds?! In theory. Until someone screen shots it, forwards it to everyone they know and it forever lives in infamy, to be believed, ignored, gossiped about and, ultimately hurts people. Usher in ‘cyber bullying’! Another way to be mean by way of cowardice.

Mean girls are alive and, well, plastic!

I am the naive mother who thought, for certain, after every girl and her mother watched Tina Fey’s brilliant Mean Girls that this awful behavior would stop. LMAO. So didn’t happen.

Are young girls so sad inside that they must hurt others to feel good about themselves? Is it a “drunk with power” syndrome or do some girls really thrive on making other people feel like shit? I know, I know, adults can behave this way as well. I just choose not to live, work or play within breathing room of such women. Life’s too short to be mean.

The drama and energy that goes into navigating the sea of mean girls is exhausting! You think once high school is over you’re out of the water; that is until you have a teenage daughter. Grab your life vest and pull on that cord! You’re going to need it. I may even blow into that little whistle too.

It’s so much easier to get a read on mean girls when you’re 47. My first question is always, “How are YOU treating her?” What did YOU do?” I then turn into my mother and give advice like, “Just ignore them! Have compassion for them; they may be having trouble at home or kill her with kindness, she probably doesn’t like herself very much and she’s taking it out on you.” Yeah, these go over like a fart in church. Eye roll here! I’m told I just don’t understand. It’s not that easy.

In this particular case, 14 Going on 40, along with Sr. Girlfriend, confronted Mean Girl and asked her to stop. Mean Girl proceeded to act indignant and reticently agreed. She then got a hold of my daughters cell phone number and texted her that she was sorry. A happy ending…for now. The jury is still out on this Mean Girl. Reformed? I’m not convinced.

The most beautiful part of the entire thing was my daughters proclamation of her own self confidence. She knew the things Mean Girl spread were untrue. She was more concerned with others who might encounter this same ‘plastic harassment’ and wanted to try and nip that in the bud. Has the last girl been hurt? Not by a long shot. Sigh!

Hey, if Regina George can be reformed, anyone can. And, I hope it doesn’t take being hit by a bus. 😉 Mean girl reform school…hmmmm, ™ here!

Were you ever a mean girl, or the victim?

Stay sane, my friends.

SIDE NOTE: Ironically, this is the Mean Girls 10 Year Anniversary and I am giddy in anticipation for the sequel.